So I went out with The Greek last night. We went to the Philly Car Show. It wasn't bad. Really interesting. I can say that I was in a room with a Bentley, a Rolls Royce, a Ferrari, a Labourgini, a Masterati, and an Aston Martin. That's probably the only way I'll ever get to see those types of cars again. :)
Anyway, we had a good time. I know I did. He said he did. Then we walk back to the parking lot and he said, "Be careful getting home and keep in touch."
What's that shit about?